Disclaimer – I do not own InuYasha...but I do own a Vash the Stampede plushie! Yay! It is so soft to touch and mo- er...have fun with! ::laughs nervously::

A/N: yeah yeah, so I haven't updated in what, 2 months or more now? At least it is not as bad as Too Far Gone. ::looks away inconspicuously:: Anyway, It is finally time for me to update! I've been so freaking busy it's not even funny!

Canadian: I never knew that playing the Sims was being busy.

::tosses a big piece of metal at the Canadians head:: Who told you that?

Canadian: No one, it was just one day when I was eating me some tween keees I went on the computer to see if you wrote a love note to me and that wretched game was up.

::Glares:: Never, EVER, get near the computer again! Or I'll have to punish you again.

Canadian: are you gonna use the handcuffs again? Because I was actually qu-

Heh, heh, what do you mean by handcuffs? ::whistles inconspicuously:: Anyway...how about we get to that chapter?

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"I can't believe you made me go into the women's bathroom," he said with his face all flushed. I repressed a giggle, it was very amusing that he had walked into the women's bathroom no less than a few moments ago and gave every woman in the bathroom quite a fright.

"I didn't make you go in the women's bathroom. Last time I checked you did have free will." I commented causing his face to turn a darker red, almost as red as an apple.

"Whatever..." he trailed off as he crossed his arms.

"Don't do that! You're going to ruin your brand new shirt that you just got!" I exclaimed at him and swatted his arms off his chest. "Do you want to ruin them?"

"No." he mumbled and rolled his eyes.

"Don't you roll your eyes at me!" I exclaimed.

"Why shouldn't I? I have every right in my mind to roll my eyes at such an insignificant, irrelevant, immater-" He stopped himself in mid sentence as his eyes traced over a big sign that read, 'We Sell Chocolate Chip Cookies', "Is that a cookie store?" he asked me dumbly.

"Thank you for giving me that information Captain Obvious, I would have never figured that without you!" I exclaimed and saluted to him. He blinked once or twice and once again shifted his eyes over to the cookie store.

"You didn't answer my question." He stated.

I shook my head violently and I could tell that he was rather perplexed as to why. Heaving a sigh, I grabbed him by the arm and walked over to the cookie store that he had pointed out.

"May I have some cookies?" he asked. I nodded my head as he took a place in line. After a two minute wait, he stepped up to the register. "Yes, may I have some oatmeal cookies?"

"Sir, we only sell Chocolate Chip." The cashier responded.

"I, Sesshomaru, demand my cookies. I, Sesshomaru, want them now. And if I, Sesshomaru, don't get them now then I, Sesshomaru, am going to throw a fit." He said. I repressed yet another giggle in my throat at how stupid he sounded; I mean did he really have to say his name four different times?

"Calm down, Sesshomaru, I have already stated that we do not sell oatmeal cookies, did you not read the sign?" the cashier inquired of Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru blinked once or twice, glanced over at the sign, glanced at me, and then returned his glance back at the cashier.

"Give me my oatmeal cookies, sir. I, Sesshomaru, will not leave until I, Sesshomaru, get my oatmeal cookies." He said. The cashier gave a slight roll of his eyes before giving Sesshomaru a sign that said, "Hold on", and went to the back room.

"Sesshomaru, you don't have to throw a fit, we could always go to another cookie shop." I told him.

"That's not the point...I want my cookies from this place." He shot back.

'There's gotta be something wrong going on in his little mind..." I thought to myself and shook my head. "Fine then Sesshomaru, we'll wait for the cashier to come back with the cookies."

Not even a minute later the cashier came back with a box that had Chocolate Chip crossed out and Oatmeal sloppily wrote with a black marker. "Here." He said gruffly and gave Sesshomaru the box of cookies. "That'll be $5.76." I handed the cashier six dollars and Sesshomaru and I took a seat at one of the chairs in the cookie shop.

"See Kagome, persistence always works." Sesshomaru said and began to open the box; he suddenly stopped and looked at me. "I need some milk."

"I'll get you some." I told him as I stood up. Moments later, I came back with a pint of milk for him. He took the milk from me and opened it before, once again, opening the cookie box.

"This doesn't look like Oatmeal to me." He stated. His eyes traced over the cookies in the box and picked one of them up. He hesitantly brought it to his mouth and took a bite. "Wow! These are the best Oatmeal Cookies I've had in my life!"

I fell. I fell over anime style. There was something wrong with him. I knew it! I looked up to see him shoving a cookie in my face, obviously offering it to me. I took the cookie from his hand and tried it; sure enough, it was chocolate chip. I resisted from falling over anime style again and instead I ate the cookie.

"Sesshomaru, how about we go?" I suggested. He nodded his head and disposed of the cookie box quickly before following me anxiously.

"Where are we going? If it involves the women's bathroom then I ref-" he began, but I quickly cut him off.

"Sesshomaru, it was your own fault that you went into the women's bathroom. Please don't blame me for your idiocy, oh and get over yourself." I remarked back at him. He gasped lightly and placed his hand on his chest.

"I, Sesshomaru, am not conceited nor do I, Sesshomaru, need to get over myself. Did I also mention that I, Sesshomaru, am definitely not an idiot of any sort or type?" he said.

"Well, I, Kagome, think that you, Sesshomaru, needs to get a life and stop saying your stupid name every time you say 'I', get over yourself, you're not really all that great fluffy!" I exclaimed. He blinked once or twice and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Did you just call me fluffy?" he asked. "I, Se-" I could not take his constant ramblings about himself so I decided to smash his foot in. "You have caused my little toe pain...ouch."

"Can we just go? You're really starting to irritate me." I said and glared up at him. He rolled his eyes slightly and gracefully took me by my arm.

"Where shall we go, oh dearest Kagome, who is not egotistical like, I, Sesshomaru?" he asked and smirked evilly.

"How about we go to a chocolate chip cookie store and ask for oatmeal cookies?" I recommended slyly back. He growled lowly and the two of us stayed silent until we made it out of the mall.

He finally let go of my arm, unlocked the car with his automatic clicker, opened the door for me, and waltzed over to his side of the car and eventually he started it without hesitation.

I sighed heavily as he drove off into the road. His eyes were constantly searching every street sign like a lost puppy. I saw his eyes avert from the road to me in an instant. I ignored his glance to the best of my abilities until, of course, I sighed heavily once again, signaling that his actions were annoying me.

"I'm sorry about that." He whispered and quickly turned his attention back on the road. "Hey, how about I take to over to my place?" he suggested hastily and made a fast turn. "I mean, after all, InuYasha isn't there and we can probably talk about thinks more freely...if you know what I mean..." he trailed off.

"Sure." I said and smiled.

Within a few moments time, we had made ourselves to Sesshomaru and InuYasha's place. However, we did not expect to see someone there.

Our eyes glued, in a deadlock, struck in time. We could not believe what stood before us, I took a deep breath and reached out to grab Sesshomaru's hand, but he flinched it away. How were we supposed to handle this?

Yay!! Suspense I like it! Oo oo by the way, the word deadlock is one of my vocabulary words and I just had to use it! Erms..yea...

Canadian – EH!!! I know it's a little bit late to be a posting this...but we wanted to!!

Yes, and we shall give you yet another hint to Mr. Canadian's first name...sorry, I can't give out his last name, he doesn't want anymore stalkers...

Canadian - ::shudders:: eep! Don't remind me of Debbie! ::shudders yet again::

Yeah, never ever speak of Debbie, he doesn't like her...oh wait...I had a point...Yes!

Canadian – Sheesh, and I thought I had a short attention span...

Erms...right...So you know his name starts with a B...well what if I added a...

Canadian – Lookie!!! A shiny object!

Ooo! Where?